In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “If You Leave.”
Where the seasons will never change
I left my home,
the climate with four seasons,
the country with castles and ruins,
the country with a rich history,
the town where I was born,
where I met my beautiful friends,
my swans, my white terrestrial angels.
I left my job but I don’t care,
the wings of love carried me far far away
where the seasons will never change.
Here there are no castles, no soft swan feathers
but I feel here more than home.
I feel joy and unconditional love.
I have no regrets.
And if I would need to make the decision again
I would do the same.
This is my new home now,
where the seasons will never change.
Beautiful view of a heart of one in love. Reader wondering from photo, desert southwest? Makes no matter, were your heart is, is your home:)
Thanks Denise and yes, my heart found its home beside a beautiful soul 🙂